C33 The Disgrace of the Prime Minister's Residence

"This little brother, we are here to pay our respects to Mr. Yih. I'll have to trouble you to inform him." In front of the gate to the Prime Minister's mansion, Liu Jiang handed over the name scroll given to him by the general and politely spoke to the gatekeeper.

In the Cold Moon Empire, if one wanted to meet a distinguished official, he or she must first hand over his or her name card. In the Cold Moon Empire, if one wanted to meet a distinguished official, one must first hand over his or her own name card.

"I didn't expect that Mr. Yih was actually the Imperial Prime Minister." When Liu Jiang had brought him to the Prime Minister's house and told him that this was Mr. Yih's residence, Mu Fan had realized that the elegant middle-aged man was actually someone who was above everyone else.

Just as Mu Fan was lost in his thoughts, the gatekeeper in front of Liu Jiang suddenly let out a sharp and harsh voice: "With just you country bumpkins? He also wanted to see the prime minister! Why don't you go back home and take a piss in the mirror to see if you're worthy! "

Mu Fan and the rest had traveled for many months, and even at Blizzard City, they did not find an inn to rest in, so they all looked like they were worn out from the battle. Furthermore, everyone had discarded a set of clothes during the previous battle, so no one had changed for the past ten days.

Hearing the concierge's words, Mu Fan frowned, "What's wrong with you today? You were insulted by two guards at the door one after another. How unlucky!"

However, Mu Fan did not flare up. Being under the roof, he had no choice but to lower his head. All of this was due to his inferior strength.

"If we were to reverse the status of the Cold Moon Empire and the Maple Tree Ridge, Mr. Yih would definitely be waiting outside the city to welcome everyone, right?"

Mu Fan was not a foppish kid, so he closed his eyes to rest.

After waiting for a long time, Liu Jiang still didn't persuade the doorman. Mu Fan opened his eyes and saw Liu Jiang secretly stuffing something into the doorman's hand.

Mu Fan didn't need to look to know that Liu Jiang gave gold coins to the concierge, and the amount was not small!

Seeing the goods in his hands, the gatekeeper's expression finally improved.

"Alright, I'll reluctantly go in and give you a report, but I can't guarantee that I'll be able to meet you in Congress. After all, the Prime Minister is a pillar of the country, and he doesn't have that much time to meet idle people." The tone of the doorman sounded like he was ordering a servant around.

Seeing that the concierge was talking to him in such a tone, not only did Liu Jiang not get angry, he said amiably: "Thank you so much."

After the concierge entered, Liu Jiang retreated to Mu Fan's side, waiting for the reply.

"Humph, this servant really looks down on people with his dog eyes!" When Liu Jiang returned to Mu Fan's side, Mu Fan said with disdain.

Hearing Mu Fan's words, Liu Jiang also felt helpless. "In the Empire, a guarding dog of the Prime Minister's country has a higher status than a fourth or fifth rank official."

Listening to Liu Jiang's words, Mu Fan couldn't help but think of the steward Liu Quan from the Iron Teeth Bronze Teeth Ji Xiaolan TV series from his previous life, a servant who didn't have an official position. His position was even higher than that of a third rank official.

Ten minutes later, Mu Fan heard Mr. Yih's hearty laughter coming from the manor. "Haha, nephew Mu Fan has arrived."

A figure walked out from the Prime Minister's residence. It was Mr. Yih, whom Mu Fan and the others wanted to meet.

"Greetings, Uncle Yi!" Mu Fan politely gave Mr. Yih a junior salute.

"Fan, there's no need to be so polite, Hur Hur." Mr. Yih was going to help Mu Fan, but the smile on his face quickly turned into shock when he saw Mu Fan!

Because, Mr. Yih could feel that besides the thick water elemental energy on Mu Fan's body, there was also thunder elemental energy that was not weaker than that of the Water Element!

"Eh? "Fan, what's going on?" Mr. Yih suppressed the shock in his heart and asked while pretending to be slightly surprised.

Of course, Mu Fan knew that Mr. Yih was asking him about the Lightning Attribute, because Mu Fan was doing this on purpose, overflowing the Water Element and the Lightning Element in his body outside his body. Mu Fan now understood one thing, that was, only with enough strength would he be respected, especially in a country with a strict status like the Cold Moon Empire.

"It's nothing. It's just that it was bestowed upon it by some people, and it's just that it sensed the Lightning Attribute twice even after surviving a great calamity." Mu Fan said in an indifferent tone. However, anyone could hear a trace of ill intent from Mu Fan's tone.

"Second sensing!" Hearing Mu Fan's words, Mr. Yih could no longer suppress the shock in his heart and shouted out in shock.

The surrounding guards and the gatekeeper that led Mr. Yih out were all petrified when they saw Mr. Yih lose his composure, especially the gatekeeper, whose mouth was wide open so that an egg could be put in it.

Although he didn't know what was going on, something that could cause that steady Prime Minister to lose his composure was definitely not a small matter.

At the same time, the gatekeeper was also slightly worried. Whether it was the foreign minister who personally came out to greet them or Yi Xiang, the identity of these "country bumpkins" was not simple at all. Thinking of his disrespect, beads of cold sweat dripped down the gatekeeper's forehead.

After a moment, Mr. Yih had already woken up from his shock. Thinking of Mu Fan's unkind words, he immediately understood that Mu Fan had experienced a life and death battle on the way here, "Luckily, nothing bad happened to Fan, otherwise, that old brat Mu Tieh would have had to fight me to the death!" Mr. Yih rejoiced in his heart.

"This is not the place to talk, Fan, come in first." Saying that, Mr. Yih gently patted Fan's back with one hand as he led Wu Tie inside the manor.

When he entered the door, Mu Fan stopped walking and stared playfully at that arrogant gatekeeper.

When the gatekeeper saw Mu Fan's gaze, the cold sweat on his forehead flowed even faster.

"Hmm? "What's going on?" Mr. Yih saw Fan stop, looked at Mu Fan and the gatekeeper, immediately understood that there was a story in between, so he asked.

The smile on Mu Fan's face became even wider, and he said playfully: "I remember someone just said that if a country bumpkin like me wants to see the Prime Minister, I have to go back and take a piss in the mirror to see if I'm worthy or not." Then, Mu Fan added to the doorman, "Am I right?"

"Eh. This. "Then." Hearing Mu Fan's words. The doorman could not utter a word.

Seeing this situation, how could Mr. Yih not know what had happened. He said coldly: "Don't come to the Prime Minister's Office anymore, we are not a gatehouse that can hold such a big card!"

Right now, the most important thing was to calm Mu Fan's discontent. As for the little gatekeeper, Yi Xiang, he didn't care about him at all.

Then, he took Mu Fan and walked inside, leaving behind that ashen-faced gatekeeper. You have to know, he spent a lot of money to establish some connections with this gatekeeper, but now, he was laid off just like that.

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